I, Folyago, am the most devoted lover in Runeterra.

If Fóyegor can't even figure this out, then he's wasted his life.

However, this did not affect Fryego's plan at all. In fact, from the very beginning, he was prepared to make Du Kekao lose both his daughter and his army.

Katrina, this rose, was destined to bloom only for him.

Du Kekao was not a chess player; he was merely a pawn who aspired to be one.

Ultimately, limitations in skill and intelligence level prevented Duquekao from becoming a chess player.

He thought he could control everything, but to the chess players, Duquesão's actions were nothing but a joke.

Neither Vladimir nor Foygo could possibly consider Du Kecao a worthy opponent.

Because Du Kekao's supposedly secretive arrangements were actually completely transparent to the two of them.

"Boom!!"

Another thunderclap ripped through the night sky.

A slender and sexy figure appeared in the tent.

Chapter 123, When the Roses Bloom

Katrina glanced at Foygo, who was swirling a wine glass in the tent, a hint of nervousness flashing in her eyes.

The more she learned about him, the more she realized how unfathomable this man was.

What will Floyd do once he discovers her true intentions?

What caused the enmity between Duquesão and Fóyego?

Katrina neither knew nor understood.

It was precisely this lack of understanding that made Katrina increasingly confused.

Now, even she herself doesn't know what she did before was for, or whether it was right or wrong.

At that moment, Katrina felt a pang of anxiety upon seeing Fojego, who had been waiting for her in her tent.

Because she knew that Fóyegor might have already guessed something.

.........

"sit down."

"After all, you are the host here, and I am just a guest, aren't I?"

Foygo's tone remained gentle, like a spring breeze.

Katrina did not speak, but slowly walked over and sat down next to Foygo.

Neither of them uttered a sound, making the tent seem exceptionally quiet.

suddenly.

"Tick."

This is the image of raindrops falling from Katrina's hair onto the ground.

After all, it was raining heavily outside, and Katrina had already been soaked to the bone on her way there and back.

Foygo shook his head helplessly and held up one finger to Katrina.

In an instant, a gentle breeze appeared in the tent, enveloping Katrina within it.

The warm breeze carried away the moisture from Katrina's body, and she finally drifted away into the tent.

"magic?!"

Katrina was shocked.

In Runeterra, each city-state and nation has a different attitude towards magic.

In Noxus, magic means power, and power means everything.

Therefore, magic also became something that Noxians pursued and longed for.

Seeing that Foygo had so readily revealed his "magic," a complex look flashed in Katrina's eyes.

With Katrina's keen eyesight, she naturally couldn't tell that this was "divine power" rather than "magic".

However, Fóyego's actions still left Katrina with mixed feelings.

No one dislikes being cared for and cherished.

Before becoming an assassin or a warrior, Katarina was first and foremost a young girl.

A strong sense of guilt suddenly arose in Katrina's heart.

Because just a short while ago, she betrayed the man in front of her.

"Try it, it's a superior product from Ionia."

Foygo, still wearing a gentle smile, handed Katrina another amber-colored glass filled with crystal-clear wine.

Katrina did not refuse, but silently accepted the glass of wine that Foygo offered.

Fóyego took a sip of the wine in his glass, and a rich aroma of grapes assaulted his taste buds, making him feel refreshed and invigorated.

Katrina followed Foygo's example and took a sip of the wine in her glass.

Then, a hint of amazement flashed in her wine-red eyes as well.

It seems that the quality of this wine is beyond doubt.

Following her previous life trajectory, Katrina might never have tried such a luxurious wine in her life.

Because she might think it's something only a coward would drink.

Now, under Fóyego's subtle influence, Katrina has learned to distinguish between good and bad things.

"The situation on the eastern front is not optimistic."

"If we lose this battle, the Empire may completely withdraw from the Nokmarch Mountains."

"Such an outcome would be an unprecedented defeat for the Empire on the Eastern Front in the last century."

Foygo then changed the subject and talked about the current battle situation.

Fóyego's gentle attitude also put Katrina at ease.

"Will the empire fail this time?"

Katarina asked softly, for as a Noxian, she naturally did not want to see the Empire fail.

"Maybe."

Foygo gave an ambiguous answer, his eyes carrying a look that Katrina couldn't decipher.

"The outcome of anything is not predetermined."

"The difference lies in how the people involved do it."

"That is... a choice."

Foygo took another sip of his wine and said calmly.

"You know, given General Emistan's obvious lack of military talent."

Why would the Imperial High Command appoint her to command such an important eastern front?

Folgo's sudden question caused a flicker of confusion to cross Katrina's eyes.

Such secrets were clearly beyond Katrina's knowledge, and Du Kekao would only keep them from her and would never tell her the truth.

For Du Kekao, a tool doesn't need to know these things.

"This is because Amyst is a representative of the imperial aristocratic power."

"Only when Amystände goes into battle will the nobles within the empire contribute their efforts to provide supplies to the eastern battlefield."

"If it were someone else, do you think the nobles of the empire would have been so dedicated?"

Fojego's words surprised Katrina. She had never imagined that Amyst would become the commander of the Eastern Front for such a reason.

"If we win this war, then..."

"A large number of noble children will be promoted."

"This is why these nobles support Emistan."

Foygo slowly revealed everything hidden behind the scenes, completely opening the door to a new world for Katrina.

"Katarina, I won't hide it from you."

"I think your heart will tell you everything about what is the right thing to do."

"And all of this is predicated on you making a choice."

Foego downed the bright red liquid in his glass in one gulp, then lowered his head and looked directly into Katrina's eyes.

For some reason, under Foygo's intense gaze, Katrina suddenly felt flustered.

"Just like your father, Du Kekao."

"He thought I was a member of a secret organization (of the good king), so he sent you to monitor me and gather intelligence."